And its one, two, three, what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me I don't give a damn, the next stop is Vietnam.
And its five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates.
Well ain't no time to wonder why, whoopie! We're all gonna die.
Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms
drink up baby doll
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind
'Cause it's all going off without you
Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy
When you've no idea what you're like
So, let go, let go
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
Take the weakest thing in you
And then beat the bastards with it
And always hold on when you get love
So you can let go when you give it